so the bastard got himself a new phone. it's real effing nice. i took a picture with it this morning. bask if you will, in it's overall sweetness. the best comment i received on it was courtesy of paul bauer when he asked me if i had in fact found this alien technology in my back yard to which i replied, "why yes paul, area 51 does in fact exist but it is actually located in a back yard in queens village. you see, the bastard felt sorry for himself and went digging for onions for his pity party and found this wonderful orange hunk of space age technology". sort of takes the sting out of the whole phone buying process.anyway, the bastard is standing on the platform this morning, having his usual staring contest with the wind, when he hears the telltale sound of fiberglass and metal crunching together in the gorgeous cacaphony that is a car accident. so i did what any good bastard would do, take a picture. you know why? because it LASTS LONGER shiteyes! all kidding aside, the bastard didn't do this right off the bat. i was surprised and i was genuinely concerned with the welfare of these poor folks. once they all got out and started the usual post "are you guys okay" shouting match, i took the picture. the thing that i find curious is, why the hell are they in the left lane?
—the bastard
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